ProMise Manifest - Gangsta

Never really been the type for the spotlight
I'm more into class than the flash of the bright lights
Take a little stroll down the path that is my life
Bumpy is the road, but know that it's alright
Music in my soul from my head to the soles of my feet
But a big name, I don't want to be
All I want to be is me
I won't change for the industry
If I have to do that, I am incomplete
Hit the beat
Watch me get loose on the track
Imagine that
I only spit truth in my raps
Can you handle that?
Well if you can't, I will let you know you can go
There's the door
But you can come back when you're done with dumb raps
I'm just cat who got sick of hearing all the trash
So I figured that I could just complain or try to inspire change
So let me see your hands if you're with me

I'm not a gangsta
I like smoothies, simple things movies
One woman no groupies or hoochies
One God
Christ my Lord
I'm not a gangsta
Never sold drugs
I play games on my phone, bruh
Cereal for breakfast with some toast
Worship the Lord of Hosts
I'm not a gangsta

Imagine me pulling out the strap to split cats' wigs back
Or puffing on some hash to relax
Forget that
All I want to do is spit raps and kick back with my family and chitchat
I'll never let you tell me how I have to be
Or try to fit into the image that you want to see
'Cause if I travel 'round the world making gangsta hits
Or sell a million downloads, yeah you paid for it
And everywhere I go they tell me I'm their favorite
'Cause I sung about a gun I have never played with
I'd be nothing but a fraud, but I've got to keep it real
So you'll never catch me lying on the mic for a deal
I'd rather praise God than sell drugs or pop guns or hop clubs
This is not an option
Not 'cause I can't, but I just don't want to
I still spit harder than them gangstas do

I'm not a gangsta
I like smoothies, simple things movies
One woman no groupies or hoochies
One God
Christ my Lord
I'm not a gangsta
Never sold drugs
I play games on my phone, bruh
Cereal for breakfast with some toast
Worship the Lord of Hosts
I'm not a gangsta

I'm not a gangsta
I like smoothies, simple things movies
One woman no groupies or hoochies
One God
Christ my Lord
I'm not a gangsta
Never sold drugs
I play games on my phone, bruh
Cereal for breakfast with some toast
Worship the Lord of Hosts
I'm not a gangsta

I'm not a gangsta
I like smoothies, simple things movies
One woman no groupies or hoochies
One God
Christ my Lord
I'm not a gangsta
Never sold drugs
I play games on my phone, bruh
Cereal for breakfast with some toast
Worship the Lord of Hosts
I'm not a gangsta

I'm not a gangsta
I'm not a gangsta
I'm not a gangsta

Written by:
Jason Walker

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